The Imbecile Lord Is Married To Five Beautiful Goddess 소설 & 이야기

“We are here today because our beloved Goddess Iokaste Mason, Daughter of the Goddess Selene, Luna of the Menae, and Luna Regent of the Blood River pack has accepted the request to become the chosen mate of her husband, Bronx Mason, the Demigod child of the Titan God Perses. This gathering defies the Goddess of Love, who we are all well aware does not approve of this union. Is there anyone in attendance who opposes the commencement of this ceremony before we continue?” The lights flicker, and power goes out. We hear machines around the packhouse power down before the generator powers on, illuminating the emergency light boxes. “You don’t get a say, you old bag of hot air!” Hephaestus crosses

In the temple where all marriage rights of the royal family are always held, guests and relatives who are to witness the wedding have arrived. The whole place was silent, not even the sound of a pin could be heard, no one dared to whisper because this was not just an ordinary wedding but because the man sitting in the grooms chair was the Baron of Westland, the one rumored to be the devil himself, unforgiven, the one that kills without thinking twice and possesses the most powerful beast ever.

A triumphant smile curved his lips—cold, satisfied, as if he were sealing not a marriage but a definitive conquest. “By the power vested in me by God and the Holy Church, I pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest declared, his voice thick, nearly choked by the tension hanging in the air. “You may kiss the bride,” he concluded, a faint tremor betraying his awareness that he had just blessed not a union, but a damnation. As if obeying an irrefutable command, Vincenzo stepped forward. He encircled Vittoria’s waist with unyielding firmness, and in that instant, her body reacted, straining to pull back, to retreat, to escape.

Golden divine blood dripped onto the dark veins of the stone. "Lord of the Underworld, Hades." "I swear on my name as the Goddess of Wisdom. I offer you a soul contract." The dark veins erupted with dense black energy. A deep, rasping voice, cold beyond measure, echoed through my mind. "As you wish, my bride."

“One thing Lord Pierre neglected to take into consideration is the fact that I’m the daughter of a queen of the mutant kingdom. Although I’m not mutant, her blood in my veins makes me a different type of vampire than those of Vampire Land. I know you feel the difference when you are near me. You can’t expect my body to behave in the same manner as a Vampire Land female. My roots aren’t from here.” “This is why you conceived so easily?” Lord Moken asked with earnest. “I believe so,” I said. “Since when did Luthias become a lord?” Pierre said, vehemently. “Since I decided to raise his rank in order to marry,” I surprised myself by saying. “I carry his child, after all.” “I think that’s a sp

The sunlight streaming through the window cast harsh shadows, highlighting her fury. "You slutty girl," she sneered, her voice dripping with malice. "I saw your pathetic stunt. Trying to seduce the Lycan King, who's already married? You should be ashamed of yourself. You're a loose, desperate whore." The moonlight seeped through my window, casting an eerie glow across my room. I sat on my bed, trying to piece together everything that had happened.

He didn't hand her a drink or offer her a plate. It was like she didn't even exist to him. "The borders must be quiet if the great general has time to grace us with his presence," a noble sitting near me joked, raising a glass. I didn't answer him. I just kept my eyes on my plate, cutting my meat with a little too much force. Across from me, a minor lord from the northern packs leaned over to his neighbor, not bothering to lower his voice. "She is just an omega who got lucky," the lord whispered, scoffing as he looked at Elira. "The Moon Goddess must have been blind the day she picked a maid's daughter to wear the crown."

"Never in our Nithilorc history, a warrior had marked a human as their mate. I don't know much but it is believed that immortals are meant to mark one of their own kind as their mate. And since, you've already marked a human as your other behalf, you have to face certain consequences." Claus breathed out in exasperation. His brows knitted together as his eyes raked over body once again. "Then why the fuck I wasn't aware of this small fact?" The healer nearly jumped as Cassius growled. With shaky hands, the healer adjusted his glasses before leaving a defeated sigh. "The events were rushed, the fact that Lords of Nithilorc suddenly decided to marry a commoner was already a shock in itself tha

he said as Lord Inox sighed. "I love her and I want to be with her. I can't leave her alone here" he said as he took Sunny's hand. "She is my wife," he said as Nyx looked at them shocked. "What?! Wife?" he asked before he looked at sunny and back to his uncle. "Is she your mate?" he asked as the other frown. "Mate? What is that" Lord Inox asked confused, as Nyx looked at me and then back at Lord Inox.

I couldn't help but marvel at the spectacle, even as my stomach churned uncomfortably. Just when I thought the moon worship was coming to a close, an elder stepped forward, his eyes fixed on me. Panic surged through me. Was I doing something wrong? Had I missed a crucial step in the werewolf dance? "Melissa Leslie Lane," he intoned, his voice carrying a weight that made my name sound like a sacred incantation. "You, as the chosen mate of our Alpha, are about to embark on a transformative journey. The moon goddess will watch you closely tonight."